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YES. My grandmother used to have a peacock farm down the street from her. Once when I stayed the night they decided to make noise in the wee hours of the morning and I thought someone was being murdered. It scared my ten year old little self to death.

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YES. My grandmother used to have a peacock farm down the street from her. Once when I stayed the night they decided to make noise in the wee hours of the morning and I thought someone was being murdered. It scared my ten year old little self to death.

Where I live I have a peacock call, when I use it in the late evening you can hear the the wolfs howl back at it. It does sound like a someone is crying or at lest screaming.